Vs.
Match Rules
The match is set to one fall. Competitors can achieve victory via either: pinfall, submission, or disqualification. Hardcore rules apply and the use of weapons is allowed and encouraged.
Kaguya laid lazily over the arm rests of the rather comfy chair. She stares off into space with a bored expression awaiting her father in his office as instructed. Doku-hime came dressed normally despite having a “mission” or so she was told but it seemed like her handler was taking his sweet time. Her gaze meets his many accomplishments, achieved by underhanded tactics and the like but that was none of her business…not yet anyway. Her fingertips drum along the empty space left not covered by her torso or legs. The rhythm slowly taking shape as her eyes continue to wander as she takes in the familiarity of his office. How long had it been since she was here? Kaguya couldn’t recall her recent visit so it’s obvious it’s been a while. As her eyes wandered more, decorations came into her specs, the medium sized row of bamboo shoots, the mini sand garden on his desk, to the ornament kabuki masks hanging along the wall. If anything, her fathers tastes were still the same, a taste he tried to force on her with no avail. She was just about to stand and dig deeper when she heard an audible click from the door, her father stepping in.
The kunoichi was on her feet, at attention as he shut the door behind him. His usual hardened expression greets her, he nods to her exsist ace and heads to his desk, all the while, her gaze followed him, expecting some sort of reaction other than just a meager gesture. Kaguya should’ve known better than to think he acknowledge her with words, it was only business from here. Doku-hime steps towards the desk as her father settles into his leather chair, her hands overlap as his chin settles over his knuckles. ”I have a task for you, daughter of mine.” He began, cutting any true form of formality other than his ownership over her life. Typical, she could only think. “Of course Father, that is why I’m here.” She replies, a hint of coldness stitched itself in her words, her father only scoffed before reaching into a drawer on his left side to present a cream collared scroll, the rolls don in a dark chestnut hue. The seal was done in a purple sealing wax, common for the Busujima clan’s letters.
Her gaze met the scroll intently before she reached out to take it, her father quickly snatched it back. His gaze shifted as if to leer at her. ”Are you certain you’ll complete this task to the letter? I don’t think I need to remind you what will happen if you fail.” he remarked. Kaguya’s outreached hand hesitated for a moment, she knew exactly what would happen if she failed. Her body certainly remembers, her resolve wasn’t shaken and she again reached out to snag the scroll from him. A pleased smirk crossed his face as she huffed, a bit annoyed with his testing attitude. “You don’t, because I won’t.” She states, matter-of-factly. Her master rests his back against the chair, watching dutifully as Kaguya broke the seal and unwound the scroll revealing her task and her target.
“This is your target this evening: Kagami Itō, daughter of the famous Karateka: Yamato Itō, although he would argue against that.”He chuckled. The poison flower glanced in his direction at the comment as she turned her focus back to the page, reading every line written before she turned back to him. “You can’t be serious, you seriously want me to do this? Me?” Her father stood up at her question, his gaze felt like a glare as she met him with a strained reflection. ”I taught you never to question your mission, either you fulfill your duty to the family or you can forget returning here.” The threat made her flinch. Her digits crease the scroll in hand as she sighs in defeat, despite all her strengths, her confidence, defying him was out of the question. ”N-no…I’ll do it.” He softened, passing the corner of his desk before he set his hands upon her shoulders. ”That’s my girl. This is somewhat important to the Board. I’m sure you know about our upcoming deal with the Sakai Company, yes? Their CEO is a candidate for our board and we’re expecting a deal to inaugurate his membership.” He headed back to his desk to pull a file from the same drawer, opening the Manila envelope. “The situation is an annoying one, however, he’s hired the Busujima’s to take care of his little problem. He’s involved in an affair with his head secretary, his wife suspects him and has hired the Asano Consulting Agency to investigate. I’m sure they’ve managed to find everything they need to expose him and although we could cut our ties with him, money helps his situation. Our problem is that it could also expose us. I wouldn’t be surprised if he left some record of our organization somewhere they could find it.” He gripes.
Her Father would sigh as he pinches his nose, truthfully he’s not pleased with this matter and in fact, was incredibly livid with the clean up as well having to attempt to salvage an already threatened deal. “Kagami happens to be one of their PI’s. I want you to wring anything and everything she knows, no matter how little it could be. It’s possible they may have already passed everything they have on the affair along to the wife. If that’s the case then we’ll forward him back a small percentage to compensate. Our priority is the safety of the family. Make sure you cover your tracks and use the safe house in the city, I expect you to do whatever it takes.” He states, sitting back at his desk to pick up where he left off. Her gaze averts as he continues. ”I’ve already arranged everything for you, you’ll be able to get away with any tactic you decide tonight. Make a show of it, but don’t give away more than you have to.” A catch and release sort of mission, not exactly what she was expecting but she supposed it warranted such an approach with the threat of their very exsistence being possibly exposed. Kaguya offers a slight smile. ”Consider it done, Father.”
—————Later that Evening—————
She had everything laid out, her plan was to shake Kagami from the very beginning with a bit of bait and switch. The kunoichi patted down her double, she suspected no one, including her opponent knew what she looked like and this would be the perfect ploy for an esteemed ninja like herself. Her double looked herself over, dyed purple hair tied in a ponytail wearing a set of black bottoms and a white crop top. Kaguya didn’t exactly pick their clothes but she supposed it didn’t matter as she looked them over once more. Their appearance would be short lived afterall and would be such a spectacle to see the rumored scaredy cat to react to this~. “You remember the plan, yes? This is a huge moment, you’ll get the rest of your payment after my match, so don’t mess up.” she states. The double nods, having earned her half of the promised payment it seemed easy enough. “Good, now get out there, when the lights go out, that’s your cue.”[/color] she instructs. With a nod, they leave the locker room while Kaguya would step back, throwing on her fake robe as her obsidian toned Oni-mask clicked in place. It was time to play. Spoiler
theme
Completing her preparations, Kaguya would sneak into the crowd, avoiding security and personnel alike as she makes her way into the gallery. She made sure to get as close as she could without being spotted for her little trap to spring. Her father wanted a show, so she’d give him one.
With her theme beginning to glare out over the speakers, her double would push past the curtains to walk out and greet the crowd, a small roar of praise broke out in reaponse. They stepped down with confidence just as she instructed, her eyes followed them as she awaited in the crowd, none the wiser of her presences as she calmly strolled through. Their walk to the ring was swift, her double kept their eyes focused on the arena as they climbed those steel steps to slip past the ropes. Everything was falling into place, her shoots full of her “poisons” and her plan for the evening was in motion.
With her theme dying down, the kunoichi held her position. Her double turned to meet the entrance hanging as close to the right side post where she was waiting. Tonight was going to be the start of her career, the start of her life as a Busujima ninja. Kagami Itō wouldn’t leave the arena in one piece, she’d be certain of that.
